“Get up Bozo, it’s time to go to work,”said Steven, a mentor assigned to Eric after his conviction of a misdemeanor. “You know what time we are to get started”… “Just like you knew that you were being videod when you chose to brake the arcade dispenser.” “Leave me alone” said Eric as he turned away from Steven. “You know what that means if I leave” Said Steve “The Man shows up and you go juvenile detention”
The daily chores of living have gotten a lot easier as technology and robotics replaced the mundane and physical aspects of work. A lot of people were not needed to work as was once the case when things were made by hand and food was grown and harvested by physical labor. For right now, until the sentient mobile artificially intelligent technologies, the Smart Robot actually become sentient people were the next best thing in dealing with people. And there were too many people with nothing to do but get in trouble, so enter the next human history age of mentoring and augmentation. A development of technologies so advanced that accept for knowing what a person was actually thinking a person specifically qualified and assigned to assist him or her was able to see and understand the psychological aspects of there lives. The age of augmentation though entailed assigning people to specific environments where, hopefully they could either over come or blossom into their genetic dispositions.
Steve sat down on a chair across the room from Eric and said “Eric I know that you are smart enough to figure this out… perhaps too smart for your own good, but you are not using you head” Eric didn’t respond, he just laid there trying to think of a smart response and some justification for why he shouldn’t get up.
“I’m sick” Eric blurted out. “You and I both know that is not true” Steve replied. “Your physiological readings are normal”… “You know that I can see that” Eric pulled the blanket tighter around his shoulders and said, “I don’t want to go to work” “You know what the choices are” said Steve “and you know what the consequences are”… “Your value has already fallen to the point of subsistence”… “I suppose that is why you tried to break the arcade dispenser because it wouldn’t give you what you wanted”… “I’m here because my alarm went off for the umpteenth time, actually only three but you know that this is the last time I can come without a representative of the department of corrections “ Steve lamented “I am deeply concerned for your well being, I understand that life is not fair and that for some genetic reason you are not capable of dealing with this societies rules so apparently your value lies elsewhere.” Steve was trying to communicate the importance of this moment.
“Eric it is never easy to leave what we know and it becomes even harder when our surroundings and rules change.” Steve continued “I want you to understand that the consequences of you actions, inactions, and counter productive choices are going to result in your leaving here. You will be returning to the detention facility once again where you will be re-tested and re-evaluated as to your suitability and attractiveness for assignment to yet another place. Only this time it is not going to be to another community it is going to be to a service sector, a placer where your agency is more constrained but your talents more applied.
“That’s good” Eric said with some perceptible concern in his voice “I don’t want to be here any way”